I find that, for the most part, grief over these events does not fall on predicted days or during likely hours. It sneaks up on me and catches me when I least expect it. Finding a photograph or remembering a moment that flashes in front of my eyes, triggered by a seemingly unrelated event.
It's easy to get buried in all of the urgent unimportant things in life and forget to notice the non-urgent important things.
Here's to taking a moment to pause and be grateful for being alive.
Hey AMG! Remember that trip?!? :)